{"id":39,"date":"2007-11-21T13:55:53","date_gmt":"2007-11-21T12:55:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.squage.com\/site\/2007\/11\/21\/niiigeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeellllll\/"},"modified":"2007-11-21T13:57:21","modified_gmt":"2007-11-21T12:57:21","slug":"niiigeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeellllll","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.squage.com\/site\/2007\/11\/21\/niiigeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeellllll\/","title":{"rendered":"Niiigeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeellllll"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><b>F*\u00c2\u00a3king Legend!<\/b><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What the hell?&#8221; You might ask.  Well, if you did then I guess you&#8217;ve never seen Kevin Bloody Wilson live, because if you&#8217;d seen him you&#8217;d know he ends up coming back to that song salute several times during a set.<\/p>\n<p>You&#8217;d also know that he&#8217;s fecking hilarious!<\/p>\n<p>Last Tuesday evening the Old Server Team Crew (consisting of Jimbo, Gib, Tony and myself) trundled along Saffend sea front and to the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thecliffspavilion.co.uk\/\">Cliffs Pavilion Theatre<\/a> for a night of entertainment.  And entertained we were.<\/p>\n<p>After a long and taxing (for old man Tony anyway ;-) ) walk up the steps to the Cliffs, we made it to the bar to grab a nice chilled pint to start the evening off.  Alas, it seemed for some reason the Cliffs figured it only needed 2 rather slow bar staff to cater for many, many beer hungry attendees so by the time I&#8217;d got served I ended up getting 2 pints each rather than one.<\/p>\n<p>A quick necking later we were in the theatre itself, whereupon James revealed that he&#8217;d actually bought us tickets in the 2nd row!  This was both great and worrying news:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>Great &#8211; We&#8217;d be right there in front of the action with an awesome view\n<li>Worrying &#8211; We&#8217;d be in full &#8220;have the piss ripped all night&#8221; view<\/ul>\n<p>You might think that I&#8217;m being a wuss with the worrying (<i>Yes, yes we do &#8211; Squage<\/i>) but it&#8217;s with just cause: the last time I was close to the front of a comedy gig I had my face licked to death by a mental, sweaty canadian.  Phil Nichol&#8217;s a frightening man.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway I needn&#8217;t&#8217;ve worried as both Kevin and his support act were lovely and only ended up picking on one poor bugger who&#8217;s birthday it was (who was amusingly unimpressed).<\/p>\n<p>Speaking of the support act, she was great.  None other than Kevin&#8217;s own daughter, Jenny Talia (yes, Jenny Talia) was damned funny herself, following in her father&#8217;s footsteps of performing her own damned funny and clearly-not-for-kids tunes (highlight probably being &#8220;The Bastard Song&#8221;) with some great chatty bits inbetween to the great entertainment of everyone there.<\/p>\n<p>We like her stuff so much we decided to buy two of her albums between us&#8230; and even got a photograph with her:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/squage\/2015938234\/\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm3.static.flickr.com\/2032\/2015938234_af0464ef5a_m.jpg\" alt=\"Jenny Talia (and Pat)!\" border=\"0\"><\/a><br \/>\n<small>I was worried that my phone camera wouldn&#8217;t quite do the job in dim light, but as you can see this picture is PERFECT so that&#8217;s lucky!<\/small><\/p>\n<p>After a short interval (and an obligatory pint) we sat back in our seats for the main event&#8230; who did not disappoint.<\/p>\n<p>From &#8220;Do Ya F*** On First Dates&#8221;, through classics like &#8220;DILLIGAF&#8221;, &#8220;It Was Over&#8221;, &#8220;Five Seconds Of Foreplay&#8221; and &#8220;The Public Hair Song&#8221; to a sing-along version of &#8220;Santa Claus You C***&#8221;, Kev was definitely on form.  That&#8217;s not even mentioning the great stand-up bits inbetween songs, or, of course, the ever-returning &#8220;Nigel&#8221; (who I believe is a f***ing legend).<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/squage\/2015140061\/\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm3.static.flickr.com\/2004\/2015140061_4e9477dd6f_m.jpg\" alt=\"Kevin Bloody Wilson!\" border=\"0\"><\/a><br \/>\n<small>The man himself, although thanks to the Nokia 6300 you can hardly tell&#8230;<\/small><\/p>\n<p>All in all, an awesome night.  It was their last date on the current tour so they&#8217;ll not be back in the UK for a fair bit, but if you ever get a chance in future, SEE THEM.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d not laughed that much in such a long time&#8230; we were all still laughing as we left the theatre, on the drive home and indeed I spent a good part of Wednesday morning laughing at my desk.  The last bit was possibly because of the Kevin Wilson and Jenny Talia MP3s I was listening to, to be honest&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Jimbo: I salute you for booking those tickets.  Tony: I salute you for driving us there and driving a drunk us back.  Gib: I salute you for the awesome 5 litre barrel of joy you provided me yesterday &#8211; although that&#8217;s not really relevant to this post.<\/p>\n<p>Right, lunch break over.  On with writing envelopes and playing with Excel.  Live the dream.<\/p>\n<p>Tarrah,<\/p>\n<p>Pat<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>F*\u00c2\u00a3king Legend! &#8220;What the hell?&#8221; You might ask. Well, if you did then I guess you&#8217;ve never seen Kevin Bloody Wilson live, because if you&#8217;d seen him you&#8217;d know he ends up coming back to that song salute several times during a set. You&#8217;d also know that he&#8217;s fecking hilarious! 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